Radian, Redfort

The Rising sun lit the whole city up with a new day it brought with it. 6 AM and some people are already out jogging and some are just sleeping till 9. Some people are having cereal and some, a heavy meal. Everyone was getting ready for the day ahead of them. Some will go to work and some will just stay at home, watch the kids maybe?

The Council HQ is quiet as it should be. It's office hours are from 8 Am to 9 Pm which gladly gives time for the agents to get in and out of the building. Underground, Lucia's screen are lit up, looking at the busy road of one street and an empty road of another. She looked at one screen that showed many of the hallways and rooms of the agents. One particular camera was Horzta's room.

Horzta actually just woke up and was already in the shower. After that, he walked out of the shower with only his towel on and walked to the kitchen to fix himself some breakfast. He opened the fridge and got some eggs and cheese. "Yep, this will do," he said smiling as he walked towards the counter and prepared his food. "Lucia, do remind me to go shopping tomorrow," he said beating the eggs and putting the grated cheese in the mix. The intercom in his room said, "Ok then Agent DT," it was Lucia's female low voice. Although this did happen, Lucia's android form didn't speak one word.

"Radian Police Department has some disturbance," the intercom said. "Oh really?" he asked frying the egg. "Yes, it seems a detainee doesn't want to be imprisoned".

"What is his name?"

"His record says he is Alex Cermix, convicted murderer just this morning,"

"Oh..."

Lucia looked at another part of town, it is what seems to be a security camera of a book store. It's store hours are 7 am to 6 pm. "Mei Moor, are you awake? You are going to be late for work," the intercom in Mei's room said. Lucia then turned her attention to other parts of town.

The Agency's HQ is quiet on the outside, but on the inside, clerks are still rushing around the building. The Building runs for 24 hours because of so many hits. Many people chose the Agency because of it's low pricing. Mostly, the price here is half the price of The Council. Most cases are just stealing, guarding and transporting. Hits are minimum.

Agency Agents do not leave here, but in their own homes. Some have a mansion and some have a typical House.

Yamada's bakery and the Grocery Store aren't opened till 9 am though, the morning is quiet despite the fact that many things are going about at once.

The lamp by the side of Azimuth's bed was still lit, despite the fact it was morning and the sun was already up. His computer was still on, opened up on a document, the page was filled with many words. Words which would be transformed into Azimuth's new book. There was a few filing cabinets located around the room, one of them was set to burst out with paper. It was obvious as the draw was not closed and papers were almost falling out of it. His room was a mess, papers all over the floor, screwed up and where they had either missed the bin or couldn't fit in the bin because it was full of paper too. His assassin clothes were thrown over the top of his wardrobe, not at all being looked after. But he didn't really care. The weapons he used were also on show, resting on the bed side table, the dagger almost falling off of the side. Empty cans of energy drinks were scattered literally everywhere, on the window seal, on the floor, on the table next to his bed, even under his bed. A pizza box was also on the bed on top of his laptop, next to the desk. The screen for the computer rested on a shelf on the top of the desk, the tower, underneath the desk. The keyboard and mouse were lost under heaps of paper, so seemed to be Azimuth. His head had various papers on the top of it where he had been writing all night. He was dressed in what seemed to be a suit, he had been in the same clothes for about 3 days now. Without a mission in sight.

Mei woke up to her alarm blaring jazz the one music she couldn't sleep through for some reason. She rolled over in her full sized bed and turned the alarm off, ugh 6:35 she thought and pulled on a tank top in a dark plum color and a black and moron colored tennis skirt matching it with thigh high dark green socks and knee high combat boots. She pulled her short brown hair in its trad mark pig tails and added mascara to her eyes. She looked a lot younger then she really was and sighed in relief when she managed to add some age to her delicate features. Coffee shop, Dads, then work, was the list that went through her head for her saturday (you said people were sleeping in and that's what I thought of, will change if you suggest). She grabbed her daggers sticking them in her boots and tugged on the black bomber jacket adding the perfect touch to her punk/rock/goth look. On her way out the intercome chimed and she sighed "I'm up!" she yelled at it even though she knew that couldnt hear.

"You need not worry, I have already eaten my breakfast. Goodbye."

The sound of a beep that came from a cellphone ended the conversation. However, a sigh was heard. Its source was the ever famous celebrity Haya Valdis who was currently driving her car towards the studio. She had a call from her manager about her seemingly eating disorders. They were worried about her health being forgotten due to her being focused on her work. Well, she could not blame them for the concern since she was a star that gives them money. It was only natural for them to worry about her. But, it was all fallen to deaf ears. After all, she was a professional in both of her chosen careers. There was without a doubt that she would not forget her health despite appearing to do so.

Pushing down the brakes, she had stopped due to the red light. Haya glanced at her wristwatch and noticed she was quite early for her shooting. Well, she was always punctual in everything she does. Everything is to be meticulously planned. This is how she does thing and was able to reach the current path that she was treading upon. While waiting for the traffic light to be green, she gazed outside her tinted car window. There were people up and about going on with their own businesses. It was a picture of normalcy of the human life. But the truth, it is never what it seems even her.

"All of it is fake."

The red finally became green as Haya drove once again. She was not in a hurry however, there was nothing much she could do at her Mansion at the outskirts of the city. It was at that moment when her cellphone rang but not just any ordinary phone. Taking the cellphone from her bag without averting her eyes from the road, she answered the call. There was no need for words of greetings as she listened intently to the voice on her phone. All that left her lips that signified the conversation was over...

"Yes."

Returning the phone within her bag, it was good she woke quite early. There was still a lot of time to go to her shoot and do something to pass time for awhile. Taking a right turn at the intersection instead of a left, she had a ghost of a smile upon her beautiful face. It was time for Oblivion to come.

Sayo groaned as she felt her cell phone start to buzz, that annoying noise ringing in her ears. Her hand darted from the warm confines of her bed before she picked it up and pressed the talked button, her eyes still shut. She had been woken up so many times by her phone that she now knew where every button was by heart, much like how a person would be able to slam the snooze on their alarm clock without looking. "Hello?" She asked, her voice still drowsy. She knew while speaking to The Agency she should have a bit more respect in her voice but she couldn't find herself caring. She listened to their instructions, making small noises of confirmation every once in a while.

She needed to go find and kill a man whose name was Alex Cermix, a tall man that stood at 6"3 and weighed around 210 pounds of muscle and mass. She was told he had blue eyes with long black hair and he would be easy to find thanks to her trained eyes. They would send her a picture as well to match with the description she just got. She was about to hang out, muttering something along the lines that she would get to her before she heard her superior clear his throat, telling her that he was yet to be finished.

"Be alert, we've heard from sources that The Council has sent an agent too and we're assuming it's Dark Thunder so if you see anyone that looks suspicious. . . well, just try to avoid him. We don't want war with The Council just yet so be careful not to murder one of their own; just make sure you get to Cermix before they do," He said harshly before hanging up on her. She sighed and hung the phone up, quickly scampering over to her shower and getting ready in record time. She slipped the chainmail fishnet on under her body and then the rest of her assassin clothes, slipping the shurikens in her skirt pocket and then the colt pistol inside of her belt. She pulled the blue wig on and put her blue contacts in before pulling the shirt over her mouth.

She quickly fed her canary, Fred before walking out of her apartment with a brisk pace. She quickly took the stairs, going in to the garage before going in her agency car, a sleek, black Porsche. She smirked before putting it in reverse and quickly left the complex, the black tinted windows reflecting the road going by at an impossibly fast pace. She wanted to get their before the other guy.

"Yeah, all clear here, over," he said to the mic that was attached to his earphones. "Well, just go and check everything out, we heard there was a house around there that had a breaking, over and out".

Ah, a bright sunny afternoon, everything was going fine for Horzta aside from that, from the very first minute he heads out of the HQ, he has an assignment cause he was the nearest. Radian is now a little crowded, specially on the business district. People go and do their business and it seems that every side of the city is open. Some people shop and some go to work. Generally almost no people are in their houses now.

"Well, I'm gonna head back to the station, over.... Yes, I will watch the prisoner," he said smiling and sped up his cycle. Saturday is casual day for Horzta, which means he doesn't have to wear that stupid uniform.

Later on, when he finished setting everything up, from the two Police cars to the Two Party Vans, he was confident about his escape. "Be sure to take as little causalities as possible, the last thing we need is a blood bath," his earphones said, apparently with a female tone, it was ever watchful AI Lucia. He entered the station, seeing only two on duty, one at the information counter and the other, apparently guarding the prisoner in an interrogation room.

"I'll take care of this," he said to the guard, who just bowed and walked away, probably home. "Hello Alex, what happened to you? You we're just a normal person who had a nice family, a beautiful wife and 3 loving kids," he said circling around the room, not fearing because this man was chained with his one ankle to the ground. The man just didn't move and looked at the ground. "You know what, your boring, I'm going to the bathroom," he said after he heard Lucia of an abnormal sighting of a girl, seemingly stopping by the Police station.

Azure blue eyes gazed at what seem to appear as a picture frame. It contains a lovely picture of a family consisting of a father, a mother and 3 children. After a few moments, a hand reached for it as it was made to face the wall behind it. Nothing else had been disturbed from the seemingly urban house. However, if one would care to look further in the kitchen, living room and bedrooms. One would be appalled by the sight that they would witness. The hanging corpses of the entire family within the picture with the exception of the father. Upon closer inspection, all of them had no injuries of retaliation and their faces were placidly surprised. The only evidence that someone else was there was the sound of a cellphone's ringtone.

"It is done. Clean-up is in order."

After that, the perpetrator of such a cruel crime exited the house, Making sure to use the blind spots of various cameras that were installed along the streets. Soon enough, an explosion was heard and various people came out from their houses in horror as a blazing fire was before them. The one who had caused such mayhem exited the scene with much stealth without anyone noticing a very suspicious presence at all. Letting the sounds of screams and sirens fill the air. It is truly a wonderful day in Radian City is it not? Without a doubt a crime has been done.

"Oblivion. I have let X handle the next one."

Closing those cold and vacant azure eyes momentarily, the person named Oblivion thought about having another assassin handling the so-called loose end. Well, it was not a problem in a clear vantage point. After all, it was less work. In addition, this matter was not up for discussion anyway. Glancing at the digital clock of the car. It would appear that there was still enough time to arrive at prior appointment.

"For now, return as being an icon."

"Yes, understood."

With that said, the cellphone was turned off and the hood that hid Oblivion's face was lifted. Now, she was back to being the undeniably famous celebrity Haya Valdis. She had no intentions of having her targets be shared however, she does have other things to do at the moment. Well, The Agency would not send some amateur assassin anyway to complete it. For now, her role was done as she turned around the corner and soon enough reached her desired destination.

"Haya! On time as always!"

Haya made sure that her car was perfectly parked and her appearance was impeccable as she gave out a polite smile to her awaiting manager. This is her everyday life ever since she had been released to the world by The Agency.

"Of course, I am professional."

The phone vibrated amongst the mess and fell onto the floor. The cat jumped onto the desk and started to lick Azimuth's face. He moaned a little before taking his head from the desk, his hair even more messier than before. He yawned, stretching back against the chair, the cat jumping and sitting on his lap. "Good morning Laon." he smiled, rubbing the cats head as it purred happily. The phone continued to vibrate and Laon jumped off, staring at it, causing Azimuth to notice it and picked it up, putting it to his ear.

"White!" someone screamed on the other side, obviously annoyed at Azimuth not picking up the phone straight away. Azimuth held it away from his ear and frowned, after a few seconds putting it back to his ear to listen.

"Sorry boss, I had a late night and fell asleep again."

"I don't care, keep your day job out of your real job!"

"Okay, Okay."

"Good, now I need you to go and investigate an explosion."

"Can't the police do that?"

"The police are incompetent, they will miss out things."

"Alright, I get it."

"I will forward the address to your phone, there is no need for you disguise, go as you are."

"Alright." Azimuth hung up the phone, it beeped as a message was sent to him, he opened it and it contained the address of where the explosion had occurred. He stuffed it in his pocket before walking outside.

Upon nearing the explosion site a car with tinted windows drove past. Azimuth recognized the number plate as belonging to the idol and model Haya Valdis. "What's an idol doing near here?" he shrugged it off and walked to the explosion site, police had already sealed off the area and were picking through the rubble. Azimuth ducked under the yellow tape and walked to the ruins of a house. "Found anything?"

"Not yet" one of the police replied. Azimuth walked through the uneven ground due to the rubble, all of the possessions the family owned seemed to be destroyed, a picture remained though, the corner of the frame sticking out from underneath a few bits of rubble, he pried it out, it showed a family; father, mother and 3 children. "We found the bodies!" another police person called, the others running over to check it out.

"They're too burnt to identify." one sighed. Azimuth smiled as he put the picture inside a bag and walked over to where the remains of a burnt body were, all features had been burnt off and the evidence of how they were killed remained a mystery too.

"How unfortunate." Azimuth put on a fake frown. "Well then, I guess we're done here." he said, walking from the rubble back onto the streets. He smiled to himself because only he knew who the unfortunate family were, valuable information in order to find out who the murderer was.

Sayo drove down quickly, driving the car to the location. She had gotten a text message with all of the information that she would follow and apparently he was being kept in a police center. She pursed her lips together . . . Cops were a tricky business. She herself didn't like unnecessary killing because killing the innocent always made her feel just a bit uncomfortable but she would have to make do with what was given to her. She pulled up in front of the station and looked around a bit, trying to scout the place out. Fortunate for her, or them, she wasn't too certain, there wasn't too many people around. That would ensure her not a lot of kills. She backed the car up and went to park it in the back, swiftly jumping out of the car.

She heard her phone beep and she answered it and saw the plans of the buildings ventilation shafts. She smirked, she loved it when the missions were this organized; they made it that much easier for her. But then again, she was always a girl that had loved a good challenge. Nothing was better than the feeling of adrenaline coursing through her veins once she realized that it would be harder than she had foreseen. She peeked up and saw the grill for the vents and pulled a shuriken from the pocket in her skirt and went on her tippy toes, undoing the bolts from the vent with expert hands.

She jumped up once it fell to the ground, her arms pulling her to the vent before she scurried herself forward to the point where the diagram had told her to go. When she got there she looked down in the room- empty. She smiled, starting to get more than a bit cocky at how easy it was being. She broke down the vent, not caring at how much noise she was making. The man shot his head up in confusion and tried to move and she noted with a smirk that he was chained down. She dropped down into the room almost soundlessly before she stalked forward, looking at them man.

Her hand darted out and wrapped itself around his throat and she heard him struggle before taking out the same shuriken that she had used before and placed it against his throat.

"Please be quiet, I don't think you want to make this harder than it actually is." She said before he started to sob. He started mumbling things at how he hadn't meant to do it and how he was forced to. Sayo, or otherwise X, wasn't one for sob stories and she wasn't supposed to get any information. It was only a clean kill so that's exactly what she would do.

"Oh please, don't take it personal or anything," She said, putting the weapon back in her pocket, it would be easier to just kill him with her hands. He wasn't worth any of her weapons.

Horzta exited the men's bathroom, only, it wasn't him. He had an all white texture around him. White mask, white trench coat and white pants. He had two katanas on his back and two desert eagles holstered on his lower back. He walked out silently thanks to his shoes. He didn't bother entering the interrogation room, instead he was just at the observation room.

He just looked at some girl. "Agent X, Hello hello," he thought smiling as she was doing her business. He could see her alright, but she couldn't see him through that one way mirror. He clicked the record button, silently turning on the interrogation room's microphone. "Just too see if I can grab some information," he thought again, knowing saying a word would get her to know that he was there.

He just looked at her figure. She looked, 18? She has a very small posture actually. DT was just wondering. "Well I guess, people are people, no matter what height," he said thinking about it. An officer saw him from the hall, about to ready his gun and aim at DT. DT just gestured the man to go away and made a hushing gesture with he other hand. The Officer knew who DT was, he was an assassin and being calmer than the officer made the officer think he'll just miss.

The Office went away and activated the alarm. The whole Station was wrapped in red alarm lights as the main ones closed down. A siren was heard. "Well there goes my chance to know more," he said shrugging and walked calmly to one corner and stood up straight. Posing as somewhat a statue, he just froze with his hand, a fist and his arms straight down.

X heard the alarms start to reverberate through the whole building and she felt slightly shocked. She hadn’t been making noise at all and gave them no reason to suspect anything. She cussed and watched the man’s eyes bug before she pulled out her gun and shot two bullets into his skull before he would even have the chance to protest, his type always tried to protest. And it turned out he was worth her bullets because she wasted two on him. It was rare that she ever had the chance to use her bullets. At the same time new adrenaline started to course through her veins and she grinned, it had been a while since she had been caught. And on the plus side it wasn’t bad, it would be easy to escape from a bunch of cops.

It wouldn't be too hard to escape from here. She quickly scampered up on the desk as she jumped up to the vent and then felt a small chill pass through her body; something that she had been to cocky to anticipate. Even with he extra added height of the table she wasn't able to reach the vents on the roof; something that had probably been thought of when building the table. She cussed softly, looking over at the dead man’s body before slight curiosity passed through her, more than often she would wonder why they had been ordered to kill but usually only after they had died, which was slightly unfortunate for her. Oh well, she would just have to ask the Agency.

She jumped down from the table, letting the impact soak in for half a second before she went to the door, groaning as it was locked. She took out her gun and fired a bullet through the glass window of the door that was tinted, listening to the shards fall to the ground after the initial break. She hoisted herself through it, happy that she was so small or else she wouldn't have been able to fit through it.

She looked around in the other room, her gun still out before her eyes caught a flash of white. She grinned, although the person wouldn't be able to see it through her veiled mouth.

"Well, hello there DT. I've heard good things about you," She saluted the man, her eyes still darting around for an exit. She had the layout on her phone but she doubted the man would let her check.

"Hello Agent X, well by the order of the RPD, you are under arrest," he playfully said and smiled himself. "I have no business with you though, I have no business with the agency. One thing I do want to ask you, why did you kill the man?" he asked as he remained his posture. Actually, Horzta knew what it was, this man had incriminating evidence in his cellphone about the hits of the Council. It showed the Dead client's data about what hits did he pull off, this means that the people will know that the Council is the one who killed the 15 men that this guy wanted dead. This included some Agency clients and an Agency spy, that is why the Agency wants this guy dead, and just now the Council has let go of this man because of a reason.

At the outside, an ironic scene of Police Vehicles seemingly surrounding the whole Station. 5 Officers ran out of the RPD and joined the swarm of Police men, they are about 25 in all. "Assassins, eh?" the cheif said, "Damn, I don't think we'll win. Let's just take defensive actions men, don't attack. If they go out, fire at will but don't leave your post to attack".

Mei ran into the bookstore and straight into her boss "Hey I'm on time today!" she called as she tied on her clerk apron and ran to her counter. She stood behind it bored because very few shoppers were coming in at 7:00am and she sat on her stool drooling over the coffee that was across the street, "Mei! Go get a freaking cup of coffee before you fall asleep!" her boss called from the main counter. "Aye!Aye! Captain" she said and skipped toward the door "You want a Grande Latte Italian blend, lite on foam high on cinnamon with a shot of raspberry?" she called over her shoulder only to hear her laugh amused. "I knew I liked you for a reason!" was the reply she gave Mei.

X laughed appreciatively at DT's joke; a council assassin with a sense of humour? She enjoyed that. She put the gun back into her skirt pocket, thinking she wouldn't need it. If it turned out that she would her lightning fast reflexes assured her safety. She wanted to prance up to DT to unmask the man that she heard could give her a run for her money but she decided not to. It would end up in a fight which would lead to one of their deaths. It really wasn't worth it to Sayo, especially the war between the two companies that would proceed.

"And if I'm arrested you're coming with me, I'm somewhat certain our death tolls are similar." She said, giving him a small wink and smiled, knowing that he wouldn't be able to see that stretch of her lips behind the mask but she knew he would be able to sense her playful mood. "I have honestly no idea why I killed him though, they told me too but I didn't get any information," She said, shrugging. She didn’t know why she was telling the truth but she decided that this could always be interesting. She wanted to see this DT again, maybe watch him for a bit. She knew he would probably have a few tips up of his sleeve that she would be able to steal off of him.

"How old are you anyways?" She said offhandedly, knowing that he wouldn't give her his real age, nothing that would give her any leads to finding him out. She wasn’t able to tell with his costume at all, he could be ten or fifty for all she knew.

"Well it is money," he said smiling under that covered face. DT had an habit of just playing around when it comes to talking to Enemy Assassins. It's just, to him, seriousness on talking to enemies is over used. Sure, the council higher ups have told him that he could freely kill an Agency Assassin, he still doesn't cause first, he isn't paid to do it, and second, there will just have too little people in the world.

She asked him a very awkward question, about his age. "Well the council does say I'm 18 years old, but I don't know, I could be 38. Look for my profile on the web, I guess," he said with a playfully sarcastic tone, " I think I have a facebook page, check there". "What about you?" he asked walking towards a desk. He sat on the desk itself looking at her as if she was just a friend in front of him. Although it does look like he is calm, he is on alert, who will know if she even has back up. "What is your age? You look cute, so I'm guessing, 22? You have that cute and mature aura around you," he said gesturing to her then placed his hands back on the desk he is sitting on.

"Yes Horzta, place with the enemy," Lucia said, grumpy because DT isn't fighting an enemy assassin again. Actually, DT is like this, he would rather just talk than fight. DT is not the type that jumps first in a fight, which could be his very awful weakness. Lucia just looked at them both using the security camera, plus the citizens looking through the flash news on TV.

"Two seemingly enemy assassins, just talking, a strange site indeed, but let us see what they have to say to each other," the news caster said, unknown to them that they are being recorded.

X grinned at DT, trying to keep the shock to herself. He was good, how did he guess so close to her age? She needed to be more careful than she was being with him if the guy was able to figure it out so quickly. She just looked at him and put a proud, teasing expression, joking around with him. "Only 22? Oh, I'm so happy that my anti-wrinkle serum is actually working. But please, if you're wonder I'm 70." She told him with a small wink and giggled softly, quite unaware that the cameras were recording because she wasn't being attentive.

"And I should make a facebook page, mine would have more likes then yours. Well, I think they're likes, I'm not a fan of facebook." She told him before approaching him swiftly and they were only four feet apart. She knew it wasn't exactly a wise move for her too pull, especially considering she was horrendous at hand to hand combat. She was sure that if a fight would wise between them she would be fucked, she had heard something about him being good in close combat range but then again, it could always just be a rumour.

She looked at him in the distance, trying to see the curves of his face through the material on her face but all she could really see was the silk on his face. "If I were joking I would say you looked 50 but I'm assuming late twenties, early thirties?" She said, tilting her head a bit, a small smile still on her lips. He amused her. "But regardless, I think it's time we be leaving soon. . . I don't want to kill that many people and the longer we're here the more I'll have to kill," She said, knowing he wouldn't kill any innocent people.

"Yes, I bet it would be best m'lady," he said gesturing to the door, "Better go through the vents, and through some bushes if you don't want to encounter any officers". Then he thought about his escape, if he tries to go and remove his disguise in the men's bathroom, she might see him through the vents. If he leaves while in disguise, he'll need to be cautious since well there is a swarm of police vehicles outside. He pondered as he kept his focus on her body, seeing if there are any twitches that could lead to fighting.

"I guess, I'll be getting my bike, be sure to not be on the roads, I'm betting they will be chasing me anyway," he said smiling under that silk mask. "Go on now," he said and thought about it, "Come to think of it I'll be a distraction for your escape".

"Yes, I bet it would be best m'lady," he said gesturing to the door, "Better go through the vents, and through some bushes if you don't want to encounter any officers". Then he thought about his escape, if he tries to go and remove his disguise in the men's bathroom, she might see him through the vents. If he leaves while in disguise, he'll need to be cautious since well there is a swarm of police vehicles outside. He pondered as he kept his focus on her body, seeing if there are any twitches that could lead to fighting.

"I guess, I'll be getting my bike, be sure to not be on the roads, I'm betting they will be chasing me anyway," he said smiling under that silk mask. "Go on now," he said and thought about it, "Come to think of it I'll be a distraction for your escape". He quickly ran to the garage and saw his bike. "Come on, let's ride," he said smiling, "Lucia, do watch our little mouse for me," by that he meant Agent x who Lucia saw, was leaving the room. "And please, do activate my motor," he said and stood back seeing the motor seemingly transforming it's coat to reveal a DT symbol at the front. The dashboard transforms itself raising the top speed to 200 miles per hour.

"Let's roll," he said as he readies himself for another awesome suspenseful ride. "Well, DT we do have escape routes you can take," Lucia said as she looked at the whole city, she was always that event organizer when DT was in trouble. It was already in his blood to want to be chase especially by cops but the army? that is another story. He rolled on of the handles while his foot was on the breaks making a loud roar and sending a small scale electroshock that has the sole purpose of removing any tracking devices on him.

X nodded at him and gave him a nod with a smile, one that he couldn't see. But she was used to it, covering up who she was with disguises and secrecy; it had never really bothered her. She had always respected everyone else’s privacy but for once she just wanted to follow him and find out who he was and she had no idea why; maybe it was just his strange kindness. She just shrugged and looked up at the ventilation and grinned, the ceiling was lower in this room and with the desk over in the corner of the room it would be easy for her to get out.

She jumped out and crawled through them, quickly jumping out of the back of the building. Of course there were cops crowded around here and she didn't know what to do other than kill them. Though she heard some shouting and watched as most of them followed the noise of a bike. She just smiled and shook her head, DT was quite helpful. She jumped out and ran to her unlocked car, listening as the bullets whizzed by. She felt the bullet hit the car and was thankful that it had been bullet proofed before zooming out.

She heard them chase her but it didn't take long for her to lost their trail and she pressed a button on the car and watched in the mirrors and the paint turned a bright blue instead of black and she knew that the licence plate had been turned around to a different one. She had no idea how it did it and it involved many words that she didn't quite understand when the Agency tried to explain it to her. She took her wig off and shoved it under the seat and pulled into an alleyway. She parked and took the contacts out, changing with the spare clothes she kept in the back.

She walked out of the car, glancing around first to make sure no one was quite around before walking out of the alley and into the streets, mixing in with all of the other people. She sent a text to the Agency to tell them that she had completed the mission as well as to come and pick up her car and turned her cell off so she wouldn’t have to hear from them again. If they really had to contact her they would find her. She walked into the Starbucks and ordered a coffee and sat down, wanting to relax after the mission and mull a few things over.

Mei finished getting her coffee and her bosses when Sayo walked in, "Sayo! you working at the Bookstore today?" she asked excitedly, she hopped up and down happily, she had already started drinking her coffee and couldnt seem to stop moveing. There was no middle for her, she was either to hyper or to tired. "Coffee, coffee.....I shouldnt have coffee" she rambled.

"Splendid work Haya!"

She gave a polite and appreciative smile towards the director as she returned to the chair provided for her. It was time for a few minutes of break from the shoot. Her manager handed her bottled water as she took and gave a polite nod. The crew run around the huge studio preparing for the next scenes while her fellow actors and actresses were busy with their own matters. For her, this was monotonous balance to her life as The Agency's Assassin. In any case, she had heard a pretty interesting conversation from the staff on her side. Listening to every detail without showing she had heard anything, she leisurely drank her water.

"Have you heard about the explosion from the urban areas?"

"Yeah, it was all over the news and also moreover did you hear Assassins really exist?!"

"I saw that! They were caught on camera and at the police department fo all places! Especially this one guy with his motorcycle having a chase scene!"

"It makes you think if that explosion might be connected to assassins as well! This is scary!"

Haya's eyes narrowed ever so slightly. The existence of the Assassins being revealed no matter what organization it might be was a blasphemy. Moreover, if she recalls X was sent to that scene for a job. It was absolutely wrong to trust an amateur to do such works. At this case, the Agency's standing was at a threat. She stood from her chair as curious eyes followed her movement. Why wouldn't they? She was a vision of beauty and her actions were always flawless. Looking at her manager who gazed at her with question, she took her coat and keys.

"I remember that there is something I must do at the moment. I will return here before my next take."

A sigh was the first reply to her statement. It was true that her manager was said to be the closest thing to her as a friend as it was reported by the media. However, they were crudely wrong about that. Her relationships to anyone was always pure professionalism. The female manager looked at her watch and nodded dejectedly. There was nothing she could do when Haya decides to do something. But at least, she was never late.

"All right, be careful out there. There are a lot of commotion outside. Maybe, it is better if I come along."

The famous idol simply shook her head ever so softly as her luxurious blue locks followed her movement and smiled. It was her way of saying 'Thank you but I will be fine alone'. With that being done, Haya walked towards the exit of the studio and was now at the parking lot. She entered her car and hated the fact that idiotic assassins were being taken by The Agency. Damage control must be done one way or another. But for now, she would stop by at a nearby Starbucks for her Strawberry Frappe. She would need to satisfy her stomach for now and the thought of food did not appeal to her.

Sayo grinned at Mei, laughing at how easily excitable the girl was. She lifted up her hand with her index finger raised telling the girl that she needed a small moment to order her drink. She was having the oddest craving for an iced cappuccino and she wanted it as soon as possible. She paid the man at the counter and smiled at him when he attempted to flirt with her and just grabbed her drink, her full attention returning to Mei; the girl that she worked with often at the bookshop. She enjoyed the girls company and thought of her as a rather good friend.

And it was nice to be around her, light. It was like that with most of her friends, she didn't have to worry about one of them finding out she was from the Agency or something seeing as all of them were normal. It was nice. She went to a table and waved Mei over and smiled at her. "No, not today. I got the day taken off this morning, I was busy with something else. Though I'm working tomorrow, what about you?" She asked right before a broadcast was turned onto the TV. The smile dropped from her face for a few seconds before it came back on her face.

The TV wasn't exactly loud enough but the small writing on the screen told her enough. It was about her stunt from earlier this morning. She was going to be in a lot of trouble for that. . . it was a good thing she turned her cell off. She turned her attention back to Mei. "Hey, look at that, assassins. That's pretty cool but I doubt it's real. Probably some publicity stunt." She offhandedly told the girl.

Her attention turned to the door when a man walked in with long, white hair. She cocked her head to look at him, trying to find out exactly why he looked so weird. But then again, the girl that walked in next was no better. It was an actress that she knew of with long, blue hair. Most people stood up and immediately approached the girl, looking for her autograph. She just rolled her eyes and turned back to Mei, wondering what the huge fuss about the girl was. But then again, she was a pretty good actress. And she didn't know why but when the man with the white hair walked in the hairs on the back of her neck lifted up almost uncomfortably and she didn't know why.

Horzta pushed the glass door looking left and right just to see a girl of similar posture of Agent X, some other unknown strangers and Mei. He just pretends he didn't notice the girl as she obviously wasn't looking at him, he wasn't the type who wants to shout for other people. He walked to the counter and asked for a hot coco. Horzta looked back and saw a blue haired girl, the movie actress, he just shrugged and looked back to the counter. "Are you guarding her?" she asked as she raised the glass of coco to him. "Nope, I'm off duty while they sort things out in the station. Anyway, thanks," he said taking the glass and walked away to a square table.

He just looked at his cup and once again heard the door open but didn't look up. Two officers calmly walked towards him. One positioned at his right side and one on his left. The two of them placed their guns on his head. "DT, you are under arrest for countless murders," one of them said with a familiar voice. "Mike, Steve, cut it, it's getting old," he said to them and sipped on his coco. "The joke is not going to get old as long as you don't change that bike design," Mike said and laughed as Steve sat down. "DT is an assassin, I bet he has enough money to buy a new bike, let him buy one, I am a SWAT Assigner. I barely have enough money to travel to other countries," he said looking at Steve, "Anyway guys, what do you really need?".

"The Chief would like to call a meeting later on at 7 pm," Mike said as his hands touched the side of the table looking at Horzta

"Oh really? What is it about?" he asked looking at them both.

"We will be talking about new formations on the station, to make sure every corner is seen by our officers," Steve said.

"Oh, well I'll be going there then, be sure to tell capt' to look in the evidence room, the assassins might have got some things in there," he said this time with a leading tone.

"Very well then, we'll be going now," they said and walked off outside. He just placed a fist on his chin and an elbow on the table. One hand was on his table, his fingers lightly tapping on it's wooden texture.

As it was expected, a lot of people gathered around her. She gave a courteous smile to one of them as she gave them her autographs and a few pictures with them. It was quite troublesome not having her security or manager to handle such crowds. However, she was to blame here. It had slipped her mind that she was an icon. In any case, the people would not stop her from having her Frappe and getting a few moments to organize her thoughts. It was without a doubt that the Agency were having a discussion about this. Moreover, the consequences of this talks were her being ordered to eliminate a fellow Agency member.

To her, it was nothing new. She had always been the assigned as the cleaner. With her hands, she had killed many assassins that she had worked for their misconduct and being incompetent. This was simply all business to her and nothing more. Finally, she was able to calm the crowd and make her way to the counter. It would appear that the cashier was also stunned by her sudden appearance. Now, she understood completely why her manager always gets her food and such instead of her. As the well-mannered person she was, Haya gave a polite smile.

"One Strawberry Frappe please and thank you."

After paying for her order, she took a seat to wait for hers. She had already identified the current customers within the cafe. It was imperative for her to always know the location of potential threats and assignments. Actually, it was more of a habit for her. She knew a lot of people were looking at her but she found interest on those who do not. Two girls sitting not far from her and a man with white hair that is one with the police as she heard. Furthermore, his friends came with an interesting joke that she find quite informative. Dark Thunder isn't it, she would need to look further in this. One will never know who is truly an assassin nowadays.

"Ms. Valdis, your Strawberry Frappe."

She stood and took her drink in hand as she gave a polite nod of thanks. In that moment, her phone rang but not the ordinary one. Haya was certain that the Agency had decided for a punishment. It could either go two ways now and any of those methods meant work for her. Taking out her phone which she had remade to look any ordinary communication device while holding her drink on the other hand. She returned to her seat for a moment and began her cryptic conversation.

"Hello."

"I see. Would that be all?"

"Alright, Goodbye."